Taehyung, a rebellious and adventurous teenager in Paris, feels suffocated by his strict mother's rules and longs for freedom and excitement in Korea. His mother, a fashion designer, is terrified of his fearless and stubborn nature, which often lead...
Ms Kim's face darkened as she answered the phone. "Yes, Principal Dupont?" She listened for a moment before her expression turned stern. "Taehyung, what have you done now?" Her voice was laced with a mix of frustration and disappointment. She had been down this road before, countless times, and it seemed like no matter how hard she tried, her son just wouldn't listen.
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Taehyung, lounging on the couch, looked up innocently. "Who, me?" He raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. He knew exactly what he had done, but he wasn't about to own up to it yet. He had always been a bit of a troublemaker, and his mother's strict rules only seemed to encourage his behavior.
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His mother's gaze narrowed. "Don't play dumb, Taehyung. You know exactly what you've done." She sighed, her voice laced with frustration. "Principal Dupont, how many times have I told you to call me before suspending him?" She paused, listening to the principal's response. "Fine, I'll take care of it. Thank you for informing me, Principal Dupont."
Taehyung snickered, knowing he was in trouble. He had filled the teacher's desk drawers with jellybeans, a prank he thought was genius. He had spent weeks planning it, carefully avoiding detection by the school's security cameras. He had even enlisted the help of his friends, and they had all managed to keep it a secret until the big reveal. But, apparently, the school didn't share his sense of humor.
Ms Kim's eyes flashed as she turned to face him. "Get up, we're going home. Now." Her voice was firm, brooking no argument. She was tired of his antics, tired of the constant phone calls from the school, tired of the embarrassment he caused her. She had tried everything to get him to behave - grounding him, taking away his phone, even threatening to send him to boarding school - but nothing seemed to work.
Taehyung shrugged, unfazed. "What's the big deal, Mother? It was just a harmless prank." He knew his mother wouldn't see it that way, but he couldn't resist pushing her buttons. He had always been a bit of a rebel, and his mother's strict rules only seemed to encourage his behavior.
Ms Kim's expression turned stern. "You're going to regret this, Taehyung. You're grounded, and we're going to have a long talk about your behavior." She grabbed his arm, pulling him off the couch. "And no phone, no internet, and no friends over for a month." She was determined to finally get through to him, to make him understand that his behavior was not acceptable.
